Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

The space inside the hut is very large, and it can be seen that the same invisible stretching spell has been attached to this place as No. 210 in Godric's Hollow.

When Mike and Professor Flitwick entered the hut, they found that someone had already arrived early.

I saw two middle-aged men sitting on both sides of a huge strip-shaped conference table, talking and laughing with their legs crossed.

Seeing Mike and Flitwick come in, a middle-aged man with brown curly hair greeted them enthusiastically.

"Filius! Long time no see." The middle-aged man knelt down and gave Flitwick a hug. "We have to have a good drink today. It's really hard to see you in Hogwarts every day." It’s difficult.”

"Hahaha, we won't go back until we get drunk after today's business is done."

Hearing Flivy talk about business, the middle-aged man looked at Mike and asked, "Is this the good prospect you mentioned?"

"That's right, Mike Townley, he is the most talented child I have ever seen in all my years of teaching at Hogwarts." Professor Flitwick introduced, "Mike, this is Mario Foley. The current Deputy Director of the Auror Office. His son should be familiar to you, he is Abbot Foley of our college, last year's President of the Hogwarts Student Union."

"I have admired you for a long time, Mr. Foley." Mike stretched out his right hand and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner, "Senior Abbot has always been my idol. I often hear him talk about having an excellent father. I heard that he won the exam this year. To get 12 distinctions is really amazing.”

It turns out that regardless of whether they are in the East or the West, parents like to hear others praise their children.

As soon as Mr. Mario heard Mike talking about his son, he immediately laughed heartily, took Mike's outstretched hand and shook it vigorously. It can be seen that this is a very straightforward person.

Seeing how happy the two were getting along, the smile on Professor Flitwick's face became even brighter.

"Let me introduce this gentleman again." Flitwick pointed to the middle-aged man sitting alone at the conference table who looked a little cold. "Mr. Barty Crouch, the current Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Wizengamot Member of Parliament and a strong contender for Minister of Magic.”

Old Barty's originally dark face turned livid when he heard Flivy introduce him. Everyone knows that he lost to Fudge in the election of Minister of Magic that year because his son Barty Crouch Jr. was a Death Eater. Flitwick actually called himself the rapist of the Minister of Magic today. A strong contender. To him this was a naked insult.

However, his good self-cultivation prevented him from doing anything drastic and nodded slightly towards Mike.

When Mike saw this, he naturally wouldn't put his hot face on someone else's cold butt. He said hello and treated it as acquaintance.

After introducing the two of them, Professor Flitwick stood on tiptoe and began to look around, as if he was looking for something.

"Where's old Carter? He's the host of today's test, why didn't you see him?" Flitwick turned to Mario and asked.

"Who knows? He must have gotten lost. As you know, he is old, and it is normal to have some Alzheimer's and other things." Mr. Mario joked, "Ah, Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here."

While the two were talking, a man with a goatee and white hair and beard, who looked older than Dumbledore, opened the door and walked into the hut.

"I seem to have heard someone saying bad things about me, is it you Mario?" the old man asked with a smile.

"Haha, you must have heard wrong, Carter. We are introducing you to Little Mac." Mr. Mario laughed twice and started to change the subject, "This is Gilga Carter, the former Director of the Magical Accidents and Disasters Department , a standing member of the Wizengamot Council."

"This is little Mike, what a handsome young man." Before Mike could say anything, Gilga's big hand covered his head and said kindly, "Filius has told me everything about you, it's really A poor child."

Mike felt the temperature coming from the top of his head and was a little uncomfortable with it. Even though he had been in this body for more than a year, he still didn't like it when others treated him like a child by licking his head and killing him, so he could only say hello with a dry smile.

The four of them were chatting and laughing at the door, and Old Batty beside him felt a little uncomfortable. He took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, and interrupted impatiently.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started. I still have a lot of work to do."

Mario was obviously unhappy that the conversation was interrupted. He wanted to continue talking about his son with his two old friends.

"Well, since Crouch still has business to attend to, let's get down to business first." Mr. Carter stretched out his hand to stop Mario who was about to have a seizure, and said calmly.

After speaking, he took out his wand from his robe and waved it lightly, and a silver-white bird stand appeared on the conference table, with a huge raven standing upright on it. This raven is about one meter tall, with dark feathers showing a faint light and clear lines. The pair of claws were as big as an adult's hand, and the sharp claw tips flashed with a cold light from time to time.

Mike thought it was a living raven at first, but he realized it was a sculpture when he noticed that the raven was standing motionless on the bird stand.

"Okay gentlemen, today's testing ceremony has begun." Carter's dry voice brought back Mike's consciousness, "The person undergoing the test this time is Mike Townley, and his recommender is Filius -Flitwick.

The host is Gilga Carter, and the test witnesses are Mario Foley and Barty Crouch. "

After Carter introduced the people present to the raven statue, he said to Mike: "Don't be nervous. This raven statue is one of the relics left by Ms. Ravenclaw. It can test whether you are qualified to join the Ravenclaw." Nest. The test method is very simple, just stare into the raven’s eyes. There is no danger, come on.”

Hearing this, Mike also had no ink stains. He took a deep breath to suppress his inner nervousness and came to the raven statue under the gaze of everyone.

After walking in, you can even discover the exquisiteness of this statue. Anyone who sees this statue for the first time will definitely mistake it for a live raven.

Its eyes are not as dead as those of ordinary specimens or statues, but instead give people a sense of agility. It seemed to have a kind of magic power. After just staring for a moment, Mike felt that the things around him began to fade away, and only the dark brown vertical pupil in his field of vision began to become clearer and clearer.

As time passed, all of Mike's attention was focused on that eye.

Suddenly, the originally peaceful statue suddenly blinked, and the eye suddenly looked at Mike.

Mike was startled by this sudden change. When he glanced around, he found that he was already in a sea of ​​light blue light.